9.6.06 - ABM Homecoming Blog
Well sports fans, it was depressing enough, returning to the east coast after a month of riding most of the western US, and part of Mexico, but ABM was totally unprepared for…
THE FREEZERS FROM HELL! Soon as I put the key into the front door, knew no cat could smell that bad. My neighbor had transferred him into her house after the first week I was on the road, so what happened? A Florida storm had taken out three breakers, two of which were wired to my freezers! When I mentioned, on air, at 93.3, “The Mountain” how we throw a cast net to get OUR shrimps, staff’s eyes lit up like ROMAN CANDLES. Believe me, they would want no part of what was left over after a couple weeks of baking in the garage. Throw in smaller amounts of grouper, snapper, crabs, some meat ‘n veggies, and you have a SOUP from DAMEON! 3 hours, and about a gallon of Clorox later, fell asleep in the lounge chair, smellin’ like a rotten crab.
NOT AS BAD, BUT STILL DISGUSTING:
After 5 weeks on the road, it’s good to be home, EXCEPT..for two things:
1). Digger, the Damodyphite ..(I don’t give a damm how it’s spelled).
2). HEAD ON..apply directly to the forehead. OK, BUT WHAT IN THE HELL IS IT SUPPOSED TO DO (after it’s applied directly to the…ugh!)
If either one of these pops up on your tv set, and you don’t immediately get up and go for a bike ride, I can’t be responsible for your future mental health.
While riding around town to see how many new condos sprang up while we were out,
the company ride began sputtering, finally culminating in a full stop, less than two blocks from the ABM compound. Guessed it was a condition spotted the day before while gassing up. We think, high octane gas enhancer had eaten away at the tank sealant, causing small (and not so small) chunks to fall into the gas, ultimately plugging up the gas filter. Took the bike back to where I brought it for a fix, so today, ABM IS BIKELESS. My brake pads are so full of dirt, if we ground them down, the studs would be showing. It’s been 5,000 miles since my electronic speedo has worked, and the rear fender has more lines in it than GEORGE HAMILTON’s FACE! She needs a rest, but we’re still ready to ride…catching up on Coronas, hoping all will be well in time for this weekend. If not, will look for the cast net, & get started refilling the freezers.
THE FREEZERS FROM HELL! Soon as I put the key into the front door, knew no cat could smell that bad. My neighbor had transferred him into her house after the first week I was on the road, so what happened? A Florida storm had taken out three breakers, two of which were wired to my freezers! When I mentioned, on air, at 93.3, “The Mountain” how we throw a cast net to get OUR shrimps, staff’s eyes lit up like ROMAN CANDLES. Believe me, they would want no part of what was left over after a couple weeks of baking in the garage. Throw in smaller amounts of grouper, snapper, crabs, some meat ‘n veggies, and you have a SOUP from DAMEON! 3 hours, and about a gallon of Clorox later, fell asleep in the lounge chair, smellin’ like a rotten crab.
NOT AS BAD, BUT STILL DISGUSTING:
After 5 weeks on the road, it’s good to be home, EXCEPT..for two things:
1). Digger, the Damodyphite ..(I don’t give a damm how it’s spelled).
2). HEAD ON..apply directly to the forehead. OK, BUT WHAT IN THE HELL IS IT SUPPOSED TO DO (after it’s applied directly to the…ugh!)
If either one of these pops up on your tv set, and you don’t immediately get up and go for a bike ride, I can’t be responsible for your future mental health.
While riding around town to see how many new condos sprang up while we were out,
the company ride began sputtering, finally culminating in a full stop, less than two blocks from the ABM compound. Guessed it was a condition spotted the day before while gassing up. We think, high octane gas enhancer had eaten away at the tank sealant, causing small (and not so small) chunks to fall into the gas, ultimately plugging up the gas filter. Took the bike back to where I brought it for a fix, so today, ABM IS BIKELESS. My brake pads are so full of dirt, if we ground them down, the studs would be showing. It’s been 5,000 miles since my electronic speedo has worked, and the rear fender has more lines in it than GEORGE HAMILTON’s FACE! She needs a rest, but we’re still ready to ride…catching up on Coronas, hoping all will be well in time for this weekend. If not, will look for the cast net, & get started refilling the freezers.
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